Tag Archives: birthdays

Dear C, We’ve made it to the Promised Land. Yesterday you turned four. Four years old. Those three little words mean a whole lot, Kiddo. Not only are you not a baby anymore, but you’re also not a toddler. Your legs are steady and you amble with purpose. In fact, you’re starting soccer today with […]

Dear Cee, Happy birthday, my girl. Today, you’re three. You’re also sick. Like, 103°-fever sick. We had planned for weeks to take you to the zoo today to celebrate your arrival to the World of Three, but instead we’re going to take you to the doctor. We’re also pretending that I’m staying home from work because […]

So, today is my birthday. I’m pretty excited that I made it to 33, and I’m going to be celebrating with B by taking a staycation in Memphis sans C this weekend. Tomorrow, we’re going to an animal mummies exhibit. Obviously. I usually write thoughtful, pensive blog posts on my birthday. If you’d like to […]

Dear Cee, Two years ago, I carried you around everywhere I went. This wasn’t because I was doing a dry-run in attachment parenting – I didn’t even know what that was at that point in my life – but because you lived in me. When you were in my belly, still a part of me, […]

I find myself in strange but familiar territory lately. As usual, I am putting it on the kid (doesn’t that sound better than blaming it on the kid?). Her birthday is next week and all of a sudden the Pinteresty beast has been awakened in my belly. Even though I wouldn’t label myself a Type A mom, I do […]

I think the good thing about having a birthday in the middle of January is the timing. The first week of the month, everyone is running around busy making resolutions and unintentionally motivating me not to make resolutions because I see them eating a box of donuts only thirty minutes after declaring a New Years […]

I am a happy gal.

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